The maple tree in my backyard was the first one to be fully clothed in green. It was a signal … More

Autumn bid goodbyethe other day,the vibrant hues gone.A hazy misty morningheralds the start of winter.The absence of the foliagedefines a … More

We embark on a journey on the threshold of every new year as we get ready to bid the old … More

The last dawn it was for them,for tomorrow ceased to exist.Came the moment When, sans mercy, the storm swept.They left their … More

An uncanny coincidenceI would say!For no rhyme or reason validateswhy those thoughts surfacedonly in the twilight hours!A guilt hovered,questioning me … More

Standing on the threshold of winter,I look at her.Bonded have wethrough sixteen seasons of springas inch by inch, she grew so tallthat I … More

A masterpieceNo one can surpass.The strokes so perfect,The shades so exquisite.A multitude of colorsadorn a sublime piece of artthat the … More

I see them beam as they share A story of love. Unperturbed, untouched by the chaos around, the vibrant colors … More

  I A mix of the mild coldand pleasant warmth,greets on the thresholdof sunrise.The sound of a trainwhistling at a … More

At the fag end of the day,a thought surmounts.If I were to still believein the story you told meyears ago,I … More